While Wen Xiaoyun and Yin Nuo were confused by the new news brought by Mao Er, Bai Yao, who was in Prince Lu's palace, was forced to step into a muddy and filthy swamp.
In the deep back garden of Prince Lu's Mansion, there is a strange building.
Outsiders only know that all kinds of rare and ferocious beasts are kept inside, but they don't know that in the deepest corner, there is a building that has been hollowed out for two floors.
In fact, compared with tall pavilions and pavilions, building a building that is deeply embedded in the ground is more time-consuming, laborious and expensive.
But King Lao Lu insisted on building such a building in secret. This was not only because the Fengming Dynasty had a strict class system, and there were strict regulations on how high a house anyone could live in.
Especially because of the ulterior true purpose of this house.
At this time, Bai Yao was sitting in a small room in front of the deep hall.
He sat upright in the middle of the room, and beside him stood Qin Qi, whose eyes were red and swollen.
Qin Qi held a plain brocade handkerchief, half-bent, and carefully helped His Highness wipe away the makeup that covered up the scars on his face.
When the pink scar on Bai Yao's face finally appeared on his jade-white cheek, Qin Qi took out some special paint brushes and painted the scar deeper and red.
During the whole process, Bai Yao closed his eyes and said nothing.
After painting the scars on Bai Yao's face to look extremely hideous, Qin Qi picked up the plain white clothes specially prepared for him from the tray on the table next to him.
Just when he was fastening the first button on his front, Qin Qi finally couldn't help lowering his head, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Bai Yao's slightly raised eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, only to be met with Qin Qi's uncontrollably sad look.
Bai Yu suddenly stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of Qin Qi's eyes, and smiled tenderly, "I should have gotten used to it a long time ago. I shouldn't shed tears."
Qin Qi choked and resisted the urge to sob. His fingers trembled and he wanted to continue dressing Bai Yao, but the tears finally broke out uncontrollably.
Qin Qi knelt down on Bai Yu's feet, pulled his trousers and burst into tears, "Qin... Qin Qi came back late... called His Highness... alone... for so long...
"He burst into tears and couldn't say another word.
Bai Yao's eyebrows suddenly trembled, and he quickly turned away, picked up his ferocious-looking brass mask from the tray, stroked the smooth and soft ribbons on both sides of the mask, and smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter, that place is, after all,
What I miss most is that it would be good if you could stay there for me for a little longer."
"Your Highness," Qin Qi looked up and saw Bai Yao putting on a mask. He quickly wiped away his tears, stood up and stood behind Bai Yao, and put on the mask for him.
The cold brass mask adjusted instantly, completely covering Bai Ya's smooth skin. When he raised his eyes again, the last tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only a look of coldness and alienation.
He stood up slowly, his eyes no longer showing any warmth, and strode toward the door.
"Your Highness -" Qin Qi almost choked out. Looking at Bai Yajue's back, he couldn't help but chase forward half a step, but finally stopped in the door.
He knew that that door was a taboo that he could never cross.
No matter how angry he was in his heart, he could not take even half a step forward. He could only crush his teeth, blood and tears into his cruelty towards this world, and swallow them alive in his stomach.
But he didn't know that his half call and footsteps were all heard in Bai Ya's heart.
But he couldn't stop, he could only wrap himself in a cold mask, which made his face and heart cold.
He could only walk up the dirty corridor and could not look back.
There was a thick red carpet underfoot, and the dim candlelight in the semi-basement made it look as dazzling and dirty as blood.
On both sides of the corridor are small rooms with partitions, and in each room there is a young woman in thin clothes.
They stretched and swirled silently in that square inch of heaven and earth.
Some have disheveled hair, some are wearing heavy makeup, some have thin semi-transparent skirts flying in the air, and some have fluttering sleeves. Some of them are leaning on the imperial concubine's bed in a coquettish manner, with their jade bodies laid out horizontally, seducing outsiders with their greedy eyes.
All of them have graceful and voluptuous figures, charming eyes as silk, and are as beautiful as the cannibals who drink blood and eat flesh in the silk cave.
There are still waves of silk and bamboo string music floating in the corridor. The music is soft and charming, seductive to the soul and charming to the mind.
If this horrific hell scene fell into the eyes of others, it would definitely force them to take off their sanctimonious disguise and reveal their most natural ugliness. But it happened here in Baie, and there was no trouble at all.
If it can arouse even a little bit of emotion from Bai Yao, it would be disgust.
Bai Ya was extremely disgusted and hated the sight of these people being neither humans nor ghosts.
But he had no choice but to resist the urge to vomit and step on this red carpet again and again, which was a million times more disgusting and filthy than swamp mud.
Bai Yu unconsciously held his breath and quickened his pace, walking across the long red carpet as fast as possible.
At the end of the red carpet, there was a fork in the road. Just as Bai Yao quickly turned left, wanting to completely get rid of the evil music, he bumped into two people.